What I've Done

Cole lay in bed, eyes open and staring blankly at the white ceiling. The room was filled with morning light. She breathed lightly, waiting for whatever analgesic Vincent gave her to finally kick in.

Eventually, it did. The soreness in her bones was nonexistent, except for some slight stinging in her right thigh.

A bag of blood dangled to the left of the bed. The intravenous tube extended carefully to the bed. Vincent eyed the blood as it traveled through the tube. Cole observed the side of his face that was partially protected by the mask. A red streak on his skin showed beneath his jaw. As if someone had attempted to strangle him…

Cole turned away before he could see her face. Hoping he didn't notice tears spill from her eyes. She breathed deep and willed herself to stop. Though her heart remained sore.

The sting of fluid didn't help as Vincent started cleaning her smaller injuries.

Once it was over, Vincent put away his kit and ordered Tuck to stay with the patient. Whatever was goin